Sunday, November 27, 2016

Penyffridd


PENYFFRIDD


There was always 

a mouse trap 

in the pantry 

O dan y grisiau (under the stairs).

A golden mechanism 

turned the hands for

the sun and moon to 

rise and fall

across the face 

of Bethesda and Jerusalem.

The morbid chimes

kept precise time

on the hour

in parlour rooms 

of silent bibles.


Avie.




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